It’s always intrigued me, but I was never in a relationship where I trusted myself or the other person enough to attempt it. I would never be sleazy enough to take advantage of a girl like that, but Ash is sober and begging me to fuck her drunk. Ironically enough, I never have sex when I’m drunk because I’m worried about getting careless and getting a girl pregnant.
“I love you,” she murmurs before kissing my lips.
Those words leaving those soft, perfect lips still make my heart flip flop and damn near stop.
“I love you, Ashiara Branderwood.”
Overhearing our endearments, Bity flops down beside us and says, “It’s going to be weird to start calling you Ash Masters.”
My cock gets all the harder, and she responds by gripping my shoulders a little tighter.
My name on her sounds so hot, and I can’t wait until it’s hers.
“It’s going to be incredible,” I release through a very seduced strain.
“O…kay… gross,” Bity groans with a wrinkled nose, and then he disappears once the sexual tension between Ash and me grows to be too much for him.
“You drunk yet?” I whisper as she drinks the rest of the bottle.
“Drunk enough,” she says with a mischievous, fucking sexy-as-hell grin.
I rip her up, keeping her legs wrapped around my waist, and start carrying her away as the others chuckle lightly. They wouldn’t be laughing if they felt what I feel. No one has ever captured my breath the way Ash does.
“Fuck me,” she whispers as we enter the bedroom, and I damn near explode in my pants like some hormonal teenager who has never heard that said before.
“Baby, you’re killing me,” I groan as I toss her to the bed.
“Why? Because I want you inside me?” she asks, feigning innocence with her devilishly angelic smile.
I really, really am looking forward to drunk sex for the first time ever because her mouth is crude and fucking hot when she's drunk.
“You’ll have me inside you, but right now,” I push her dress up, revealing the sexiest underwear in the world, and then I start sliding the lace down, “just let me play.”
She jumps up to her knees and drags me down by my tie as she pushes me to my back. Her greedy hand strokes my cock through my pants, and she rips off my belt while shaking her head.
“You always get to play. Right now—it’s my turn.”
Holy shit.
I hear the popping of buttons as she exposes my upper body by ripping my shirt open, and I lie there, willing to let her do whatever she wants.
Her mouth trails down my chest, to my stomach, leaving a sizzling, wet desire all the way down to the top of my pants. As she frees my erection, I close my eyes, trying not to come too soon.
“I want you to watch me,” she murmurs as her hand takes my cock and she slides up to kiss my lips.
“Baby, I’m going to explode if you keep talking like this.”
“Then explode in my mouth.”
I groan as I open my eyes, knowing damn well I’m going to look far less experienced with a girl than I am. With Ash, nothing about me is normal—and I love it.
I grip her hair as she lowers back down, and her eyes meet mine as she twirls her tongue around the tip of my cock, making me squirm under her deliciously hot breath.
She raises up, slips out of her dress and pulls her bra free before returning her mouth to my trembling piece that belongs solely to her. Her breasts perfectly bare themselves to only add to my aroused state as I watch them move with her.
“Ash,” I breathe.
She smiles, and then the warm, wet haven of her mouth slowly slides down my shaft until she fully takes me in her mouth. She sucks while going down and coming up, and swirls her tongue around again, making me moan.